Loving the control I had over him, I hollowed out my cheeks and tried to see how far I could shove his now completely hard cock down my throat. My eyes watered as he tickled my tonsils. Despite that, his obvious enjoyment of the act made me want to do more. I took him as far as I could, and then slowly slid him back out. Releasing him with a pop, I smiled up at Landon.
He was staring back at me with such open adoration and awe I had to do it again. Besides, there was more I wanted to try out. Lips on his cock, I kissed him then sucked him back inside my mouth, this time rolling my tongue as he slid over it.
He hissed out a breath, making me feel empowered and completely in control. The soft skin of his hard shaft slid over my tongue again, but this time I didn’t let it escape. Catching the head on my lips, I used his legs to brace myself and took him even deeper than I had before. His entire body shuddered. I pulled back and took him deeper still.
“Fuck. My god, Mercy, why didn’t you tell me you could do this? It’s like you don’t even have a gag reflex. Watching you swallow my dick is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
My mouth was full, so I couldn’t reply, but if I could I’d tell him that watching him watch me was the hottest thingI’dever seen. Wanting to take him over-the-top with pleasure, I sucked and released and sucked and released again. Landon’s hands settled on the back of my head, careful of my injury, and I could tell he wanted me to pick up the pace.
So, I did.
With me egging him on, Landon lost control and started fucking my mouth. He was power and strength unleashed, and I reveled in the fact that I had done this to him.
“Open your shirt,” he commanded, his voice deep, dark, and strained. “I wanna see those big tits.”
I unfastened the buttons as he continued to take my mouth.
“Bra, too.”
Reaching behind me, I unfastened my bra and slid everything over my shoulders and down my arms.
His eyes darkened, and his nostrils flared. “Good, now stick your hand down your skirt and touch yourself.”
My fingers slid past the stretchy elastic fabric, down to the silk of my panties. I dipped into the lace and started rubbing my clit in circles.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Landon breathed. “If you keep doing that, you’re gonna make me come.”
It sounded like he was asking for permission. Wanting to assure him that there was no way he was leaving my mouth without releasing, I slid my tongue up and down his shaft, milking him for all I was worth.
He moaned. “So fucking gorgeous.”
He thrust harder, hitting the back of my throat. My eyes watered again, but I refused to pull back. He’d gone down on me multiple times, and I wanted to do this for him. I needed to do this for him. Finally, his thrusts slowed and he threw back his head, releasing as he cried out my name. Hot cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it down and licked his cock clean as he pulled out of my mouth.
Then he grabbed me under my arms and lifted me to my feet, so he could kiss me senseless. Just when I thought I would pass out from lack of oxygen, he released me and said, “Thank you.”
“Liked that, did ya?” I asked, feeling particularly proud of myself.
“God yes. Give me a few minutes to recover, and then I’ll show you how much.
Smiling, I nodded. “Deal.”
* * *
Wednesday morning, I went back to work. Landon walked me and Beth to the preschool again, but this time, he followed us inside the building. I faxed his paperwork to the company we used for background checks, doing my due diligence, then I took him around and introduced him to the teachers.
April, the teacher for the three-year-old class, was down a couple of volunteers who were still out for the holiday, so I left him in her class and got to work.
The rest of the week flew by, and before I knew it, it was Monday, New Year’s Eve, and the day felt bitter-sweet since Landon was down to thirty-one days left, but tomorrow was a holiday and we planned to spend it together.
Probably in bed.
Since Landon had been sleeping at my place, we’d started having dinner with Beth every night, so she could actually see her son outside of work. I felt bad for monopolizing his time, but the way Beth insisted he stayed with me reinforced my belief that she was playing the long game… the one where Landon and I ended up together and gave her grandchildren.
Then, in case I doubted her motivation, she confirmed it that night after dinner.
“You two would have gorgeous children,” she told me while Landon was using the restroom.
She wasn’t wrong, so I nodded. “But he leaves in a month.”
